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Compared to the queen who refused excitedly, the eldest prince was quite calm. When he saw Mo Xun walking in front of him, he even asked, "Will the great light technique hurt?"

Mo Xun looked at him in surprise, smiled and shook his head, "It won't hurt, the divine power of light will only make people feel comfortable." Puppets no longer belong to humans, and they even lack the ability to perceive, so it doesn't matter whether it hurts or is comfortable.

The First Prince nodded, "Come on."

Mo Xun slowly raised the staff in his hand, a little suspicious of his confident attitude, did they miss it?

The effect of the great light technique casted by the divine power of the god priest is much stronger than that of ordinary ones. Mo Xun chanted the spell lightly, and the gem at the top of the staff gave off a faint white light, which slowly entered from the top of the eldest prince's head. His body, circled inside him and then came out again.

Mo Xun frowned, and silently recited the spell again, and the much brighter white light entered the First Prince's body again.

Time passed by, and the queen, who had been tense all the time, softened her expression slightly. She looked at Mo Xun with cold eyes, and said, "Would the Holy Son take too long to cast this spell?"

Smith II was also a little puzzled. He asked worriedly: "Holy Son, is there something abnormal about Kevin's body?"

Mo Xun was controlling the divine power of light to search for the dark stone in the eldest prince Kevin's body, and had no intention of speaking at all. Just as Wen Kang was about to say something to appease Smith II, Kevin, who was standing there expressionless just now, suddenly covered his mouth. He squatted his head down, his face pale as paper.

The queen's eyes changed, and she was about to push Mo Xun away, but was stopped by Wen Kang.

An invisible trace of black air emerged from the top of Kevin's head. Mo Xun breathed a sigh of relief, and when he was about to drive out all the dark stones, the black air shrank back as if he had been guided by something.

Someone is controlling, and the dark magician should be nearby... Mo Xun looked sideways at the priest, who nodded to him, and followed the dark aura in a flash.

The movement of the priest was quick. Not long after he left, Mo Xun felt that the dark aura in Kevin's body had returned to an uncontrollable state. The light aura drove out the black air again, and the black air condensed into tiny A grainy dark stone.

Without the dark stone, Kevin did not turn into a silent corpse like ordinary puppets. Large black spots appeared on his pale face, and the exposed skin also showed signs of decay. The process of making puppets was very cruel. Yes, you must endure unimaginable pain for ordinary people.

A pungent and unpleasant smell spread in the room. Smith II looked at Kevin in horror, his obese body kept hiding behind Wen Kang, and said in a trembling voice: "This, this is What the hell, Holy Son, throw him out quickly."

After Kevin appeared, the queen turned pale and looked devastated. After hearing what Smith II said, she immediately ran away. She rushed in front of Smith II and wanted to grab his arm but was stopped. With red eyes, he shouted loudly: "He is your son, the son you have never cared about. He was so sick that he was about to die. I finally rescued him. Are you going to kill him now?"

"He, he is not my son, he is a monster." Smith II, who had just been assassinated by a puppet, now doesn't care about anything but his own life. He took out a lot of scrolls of light and wanted to throw them at Kai. Tattoos.

There was a court magician in the room. After Kevin appeared, they used all kinds of magic to imprison him without Smith II telling him, but they didn't know how to deal with it, so they all looked at Mo Xun.

Mo Xun asked them to remove all the magic. Kevin slowly raised his head and looked at Mo Xun, his lips moved slightly, "Didn't you say it wouldn't hurt?" Part of the black spot on his face covered his right eye, and his left eye Looking straight at Mo Xun as if praying for relief.

Mo Xun frowned, and softly chanted a spell. A big light spell landed on Kevin who was curled up on the ground. His body trembled for a while before slowly stopping.

His body is already useless, and even holy-level healing techniques can't save him. It's better to let him suffer less and be relieved sooner.

The queen threw herself on Kevin and repeated nervously: "You can't die, I can't let you die." She took out a dark stone slightly larger than Kevin's, and moved her lips slightly as if she was chanting a spell.

However, the Dark Stone did not respond.

No matter what the queen's purpose of refining Kevin into a puppet was, it was too selfish. Mo Xun shook his head, turned around and told the priests to stay here to assist the court magician to deal with the following matters. A god priest against dark mages.

Seeing that Mo Xun was about to leave, Smith II poked his head out from behind Wen Kang and asked in panic, "Where is the Holy Son?"

"I feel a hint of the breath of a dark magician, so I'm going to check outside."

When Smith II heard that he was able to catch the dark magician, he nodded immediately, "Holy Son, go quickly."

The priest left Mo Xun with a mark of light and divine power all the way, and by the time Mo Xun found him along the mark, he had already arrested the dark magician.

Inside the cage woven by the power of light was a man who was as thin as a ten-year-old child but with a shriveled and old face. He refined puppets all the year round, and those materials would also affect them. The longer the practice, the greater the impact.

The god priest heard Mo Xun's footsteps, looked sideways at him, and asked, "Is it all resolved?"

Mo Xun nodded. He approached the cage, looked at the people inside, looked away, and said, "Take it back to the Holy See and let the Pope deal with it."

After being caught, the dark magician who sat on the ground with his head down and didn't say a word suddenly raised his head when he heard Mo Xun's voice, looked him up and down, and said in a piercing and thin voice: "You Is it the holy son of the Holy See?"

Mo Xun looked at him with downcast eyes, frowned and said, "Why?"

The dark magician turned his attention to the god priest again, with a strange expression, "Then you are the god priest?"

How could he know... Mo Xun subconsciously looked at the priest, did they know each other?

The god priest looked indifferent, as if he hadn't heard what the dark magician said.

"I have a piece of information about you. You will definitely be interested. Let's make a deal? If you let me go, I'll tell you."

Mo Xun turned the staff in his hand and took the initiative to answer, "Why don't you talk about it first?"

The dark magician's eyeballs rolled, and the smile on his face was a little gloating, "About his life."

"Tell me more."

"You let me go first."

Mo Xun gave the god priest a wink, and the god priest put a holy light spell into the cage expressionlessly. This dark magician is not as strong as Mo La, and he lost half of his life immediately with a single holy light spell. The pride on his face lying on the ground disappeared and turned into hatred. He raised his hand and casually wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He screamed strangely and said, "Do you think you can be at ease for a long time? Your life, hehehe... Even if I die, I will wait for you below."

In the hearts of dark magicians, the Dark Holy Scroll is equivalent to the Holy See's Holy Bible.

Someone is offering sacrifices to God?Mo Xun lowered his eyes to hide the complexity inside, who is it?Mora?

But the blood race and the dark magician have nothing to do with each other.

The priest grabbed Mo Xun's hand, pulled him into his arms, patted him, and said softly, "Don't worry."

The affairs of the Kaner Empire have come to an end, and the queen was locked up by Smith II himself. Wen Kang has been extremely busy during this time, and has been using various opportunities to suppress the power of the Marshall family. Smith II was frightened and fell ill. Mo Xun went to see it once and found out that it was his own heart disease. Later, when he was summoned again, he made excuses and shirked it.

It just so happened that the Pope ordered him to return to the Holy See, so Mo Xun simply took this opportunity to leave the Kaner Empire.

The pope's attitude towards Mo Xun was as cordial as ever. He not only solved the matter of the dark magician this time, but also successfully got the Kaner Empire to agree to establish a branch in the imperial capital. The pope smiled with satisfaction and praised: " I knew you were a capable kid."

"I heard that Smith II trusts you very much, and the Duke of Wenkang also has a good relationship with you?"

Mo Xun didn't understand what he was trying to say when he mentioned this, so he replied cautiously: "They are very kind to every priest."

"But you are special." The Pope touched the ring on his hand and said with a smile: "I plan to leave the establishment of the branch to you."

Let him go to the Kaner Empire again?Mo Xun's brow furrowed indistinctly, and then he relaxed slightly. It's fine to go there, and you don't need to be sneaky when you get along with the priest.

After leaving from the Pope, Mo Xun ran into Daniel, and Daniel curiously asked him what the Pope wanted him for. He talked about going to the branch again. Daniel was a little surprised, and said with a smile: "I thought the Pope would let You come with us to save Hansted."

"Is there any whereabouts of Hansted?"

"Yes, the oracle sent by the Goddess of Light pointed to the dark forest, so His Excellency asked the priest to take me and Richard to investigate the situation."

Mo Xun was startled, and frowned, "God sacrifice?"

Daniel nodded, "The Pope personally issued an order." Seeing that Mo Xun's expression was wrong, he smiled and said: "Don't worry, the dark forest is not as scary as you think, and the ability of god priests is very strong. We will bring returned with Hansted."

Mo Xun lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "Okay, when are you leaving?"

"In three days."

The time for Mo Xun to go to the Kaner Empire is set in two days. The Holy See has a strict hierarchy, which can be involved in food, clothing, housing and transportation. The room where Mo Xun lives as the Holy Son is the closest to receiving the oracle of the Goddess of Light except for the Pope. The place where God is sacrificed, followed by the priest, and then the archbishop.

As the night slowly fell, Mo Xun sent away the priest who was serving him, and sat on the bed alone with his head down, wondering what he was thinking, and he absently tossed a milky/white gemstone back and forth in his hand.

The door was gently pushed open, and the priest walked in and asked in a low voice, "What are you thinking?"

Mo Xun raised his head, pursed his lips and asked, "Did the Pope send you to the dark forest to rescue Hanst?"

The priest walked up to Mo Xun, raised his hand to smooth his frowning, and said in a cold voice, "Don't worry."

"...Why did he send you?" Mo Xun grabbed his hand and held it in his hand, and said solemnly: "I always feel a little uneasy." He couldn't tell where the uneasiness came from, and Daniel still had reasons The two archbishops of Chad went with the priest, so there shouldn't be any problems.

But thinking of what the dark magician said before, Mo Xun felt a little flustered for no reason.

Mora, the Dark Mage, and even the Pope seem to be targeting god priests for whatever reason.

"It's okay." The priest looked down at Mo Xun's eyes, seeing that there was still worry in his eyes that couldn't dissipate, he was silent for a while, then slowly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, those dark blue eyes were gone. changed color.

Yiri pinched Mo Xun's chin, and said with displeasure: "The aura here is really depressing." He suppressed all the dark aura in his body, and he didn't dare to let it out.

Mo Xun looked at him in surprise, and blurted out, "Why did you come out?" He regretted it as soon as he finished speaking, looked at Yi Ri's narrowed eyes, gave a dry laugh, and raised his head to touch his lips kissed.

Yiri snorted coldly, let go of Mo Xun and put his arms around his waist and took him to the bed. For the first time, he didn't press him to eat, but buried his head in his arms, and said in a muffled voice, "Sleep."

Mo Xun stroked Yi Ri's hair, and asked suspiciously, "You're in a bad mood?"

Yiri was silent for a while, opened his mouth and bit the button of Mo Xun's collar, and rubbed his lips against his collarbone, "He said you were always worried about him, and he let me out without knowing how to comfort him, but I found that you didn't want to See me." He said and bit Mo Xun angrily.

Mo Xun smiled and said, "How could that be?" He tore off his collar a little, and said with a smile, "Are you hungry?"

Yi Ri lay on him and took two sips before stopping, and said in a depressed tone, "We will be discovered." After all, this is the Holy See, and if he reveals a little dark aura, it will cause countless troubles.

Mo Xun also knew this, he healed the bite/mark on his neck, then curled up in Yiri's arms, and said softly: "When you come back from the dark forest, go to the empire to find me, the matter of establishing a branch There is no one or two years without going back to the Holy See."

Yi Ri touched Mo Xun's shoulder and replied in a low voice, "Okay."

Two days later, Mo Xun took the lead to go to the Kaner Empire. Wen Kang welcomed him again, and expressed his excitement for the sick Smith II, "He said that as long as you are in the Empire, he will I feel infinitely at ease.”

Mo Xun said not too emotionally: "Aren't there enough senior magicians around him?"

Wen Kang smiled, "It's a pity that they don't know how to use the magic of light. You know, magicians are only good at fighting. Smith II is not at ease with the magicians guarding him now. He is always afraid that they will Killed him silently."

Mentioning what the magician Mo Xun thought of, his eyes flickered slightly, and he asked ponderingly: "I remember that your Duke's Mansion also has many senior magicians?"

"Yes, every noble who is afraid of death will raise it."

"Can you lend me some people?"

Wen Kang raised his eyebrows, "What's the use?"

"Go to the dark forest." After all, Mo Xun was still not at ease. He tapped his fingers on the table twice and said in a low voice: "Do you remember that I have a companion who was captured by the blood race? He may be imprisoned." In the Dark Forest."

Wen Kang remembered this matter, he nodded and said: "Okay, I can call out ten senior magicians for you." Senior magicians are almost at the same level as the archbishop of the Holy See, ten is quite a lot .

The dark forest is named because it is full of towering giant trees and the leaves are large and dense to block the sunlight firmly, making the day here as dark as the night.

All the elements on the mainland are evenly distributed. The dark atmosphere here in the dark forest is not more than other places, but it is very popular with dark magicians and blood races, so it is generally fine, and ordinary people will not come here of.

Both Daniel and Richard are archbishops, but their talents are not high, and the purity of light and divine power can only be regarded as medium in the Holy See. When talking about this with Mo Xun that day, although Daniel was smiling, he actually felt the same in his heart. Uneasy.

He didn't understand why the pope would send them two to assist the priests. Obviously, there are many archbishops in the Holy See who are stronger than them. Hanst was captured by a generation of vampire Mora. Mora is the most special existence of vampires. In addition to her gender, it is also because of her popularity.

There will always be a lot of vampires around.

"Master God Priest, if something really happens in a while, you don't have to worry about us." Daniel thought for a long time, but still felt that this sentence should be said in advance. With the strength of God Priest, the two of them will definitely be able to leave here .

Although Richard didn't speak, his expression agreed with Daniel's words.

He is not optimistic about this rescue either.

It is much better to send only one of the gods to sacrifice than to bring both of them.

Faced with Mo Xun's worries, the god priest would say don't worry, but he only responded coldly to these two people, neither saying yes nor no.

But Daniel and Richard knew that the god priest was just indifferent, but it was impossible for him to leave them and escape.

The area of ​​the dark forest is very large. The three of them carefully searched every corner, and they actually found some clues. Daniel raised his hand and touched the trunk next to him, and whispered: "There is a light breath."

The god priest looked up and said in a deep voice, "You guys wait here."

Daniel frowned, "Let's go and have a look together."

"Wait."

After the priest finished speaking, regardless of the objections of Daniel and the two, the white light that enveloped him flew forward with him, and disappeared after a while.

Daniel and Richard stood there hesitantly, looking at each other, not knowing what to do.

In the depths of the dark forest, Hansted was tied to a tree, his face was pale and he was in a mess, but his spirit looked good.

Mo La was holding a tree vine in her hand, shaking it back and forth boredly, and said softly, "Our agreed time is coming soon, what about others?"

Hansted closed his eyes, "Be patient."

"Is your Holy See also intriguing like this? I think you might as well come to the Blood Race, and I can personally give you a first hug." Mora twisted her wrist and hooked Hanster's wrist with a tree vine, and said with a smile: "When I get it It is also possible to turn you into a generation with the Dark Bible."

Hanste was unmoved, "I am the Son of God."

"It's him again?" Mo La frowned, "What's so good about him."

Hanst didn't speak, but just opened his eyes and looked not far away, where there was a wave of light.

Mo La also felt it, she threw away the vine and said excitedly: "It's really here."

Hanst reminded her in a low voice, "Remember our agreement."

"Of course, as long as I can catch him, I won't let him go back alive."

The priest was not surprised when he saw Mora. He glanced at Hanster and asked indifferently, "Can you hold on?"

Hanste smiled weakly, and said softly: "It's okay, but it may not be able to help the priest."

The god priest looked away, raised his hand and landed a big light spell on Mora's head. Mora quickly moved away, and said helplessly, "Just come up and fight? We can talk first."

The answer to her was another big light spell. The priest didn't even take out his staff, nor did he chant the spell like Mo Xun. The big light spell was like an instant spell to him.

Mora dodged the great light spell that fell on her again, and was ignored by the god priest. Her anger was aroused, and a small bat flew out of her hand. A few seconds later, four first-generation blood Appeared by her side.

"I know you are very powerful." Mora and the other four first-generation vampires surrounded the god priest and smiled, "So I'm ready."

The white light surrounding the priest gradually dissipated. Surrounded by so many generations of blood races, there was no expression on his face, his eyes were still indifferent, and it was just the first time he took out the staff.

The Holy Illuminati disturbed the dark forest, and birds hiding in unknown places flew into the sky through the leaves in panic, away from this dangerous place.

Daniel and Richard, who were asked by the priest to stop and wait, also noticed the movement of the Holy Light Art. They looked at each other, and they could see the solemnity in each other's eyes. When I was looking for a god to sacrifice, I suddenly heard a burst of chaotic footsteps.

Mo Xun took the magician team that Wen Kang gave him into the dark forest for a while, but they happened to be in the opposite direction from the god priest and others. Come on, Mo Xun followed the fluctuations and found the right direction.

Daniel was surprised when he saw Mo Xun, "Holy Son, why are you here?"

"I'm here to help you." Mo Xun glanced around and asked, "Where's the priest?"

"He went to save Hanster alone." Daniel's eyes fell on the magician behind Mo Xun, and his dignified expression eased a little, "Let's go too, so that the priest can use the holy light spell, The opponent must be more than one generation of Mora."

Mo Xun nodded, his expression was calm, but the hand holding the staff was so hard that his knuckles turned white.

The situation in the depths of the dark forest can only be described as tragic. Mora had been injured by the holy light technique once before, and this time the old injury was made worse. She half knelt on the ground and licked the blood on her lips, watching Nothing changed, but the god priest who turned pale said coldly, "I really underestimated you."

The priest took back the staff with the broken jewel at the top, and said in a cold voice, "I will not tell you the whereabouts of the Dark Bible."

Mora stood up from the ground, her hand was severely burned by the power of light, and the bones inside could be seen, she shook it nonchalantly, the strong recovery ability of the blood race made her hand intact in a short while, " I no longer plan to dig out the whereabouts of the Dark Bible from your mouth."

"Kill you, someone will tell me." She winked at the generation of vampires surrounding her again, then glanced at the god priest, and said softly: "I want to see how much more you can use." Second Holy Illuminati."

When they were fighting, Hanste had already come down from the tree beside him. He leaned weakly and watched the situation quietly. When the priest saw that the priest had not lost the wind in dealing with the five vampires, his eyes changed slightly.

The god priest who consumed a lot of light divine power and the blood race who were more or less injured did not disturb the dark forest this time, but the surroundings were still in a mess. Hanst watched for a while, then suddenly straightened up and turned towards the The god priest walked over there, and the staff appeared in his hand silently.

Just when Hanster was chanting the spell silently, a flame suddenly passed by him and flew towards Mora, the spell was interrupted, he raised his head to look in the direction of the flame, his pupils shrank, and his staff was caught again He took it back in silence.

Mo Xun raised his hand with a big light technique to stop a blood race who was about to approach the priest, pulled the priest's arm and dragged the person behind him, glanced around, and said in a deep voice, "Why are there so many generations of blood race?"

The god priest was startled when he saw Mo Xun, then raised his hand and gently put his arms around his waist, and quietly approached him to smell his body, only to feel that his exhausted spirit was relieved a lot.

"Are you alright?" Mo Xun glanced back at him, and then directed the magicians who came with him, "These are blood races, there will be rewards for catching one and going back to Duke Wenkang, don't be stingy with mana, after returning, the Duke will be rewarded." There are many gems in the house for you to choose from."

Let’s not talk about Wen Kang who was cheated by Mo Xun. After hearing that there are benefits to be obtained, these magicians’ spells are thrown out as if they don’t consume mana. Sometimes it's even more embarrassing.

Mo Xun took the priest back to the back, carefully looked at him several times, and after not finding the wound, he took out a bright gem for him to absorb.

The god priest raised his hand to touch Mo Xun's face, and said softly, "Why are you here?"

"I'm worried about you." Mo Xun looked at Mo La and the others with a heavy expression on his face. He wondered if the Pope had thought about this situation beforehand.

Five first-generation blood clans... Except for those who are still sleeping and have disappeared for a long time, these five are probably all the blood clans of the first generation that are still active in the mainland.

Hanst was supported by Daniel and walked to Mo Xun's side. He was the most embarrassed person besides the vampire, and his clothes were even stained with blood. When he saw Mo Xun looking at him, he smiled softly and apologized He said, "It's me who is useless, and I have to trouble the Holy Son to save me in person."

I'm not used to seeing the embarrassment and weakness from this face, Mo Xun was startled for a moment, and then asked in a low voice: "Did they torture you?"

Hanst shook his head, "But I got the priest injured."

The god priest was about to take the second bright gemstone from Mo Xun's hand. Mo Xun looked at him, and a smile flashed across his face. He turned his head to Hans solemnly. Specially defended the god priest, "He was not injured."

The god priest took the bright gem in silence.

The powerful recovery ability of the blood race makes them innately gifted to escape. It is very difficult to really kill a generation of blood races, otherwise the previous pope would not have sealed the blood prince at his own expense.

Seeing that the situation was completely reversed, Mora was not reconciled, but she didn't act impulsively. She raised her hand and threw a small bat. More than a dozen second- and third-generation blood clans appeared to cover them and retreated.

Even the wind magicians don't have the inherent speed of the blood race. In a few seconds, Mo La and the others were all gone.

However, there were also unlucky ones, one generation and two third-generation blood clans were caught.

Mo Xun took out three chains that were refined with the power of light and threw them to Daniel, saying, "Lock them up and bring them to the Holy See."

Mo Xun returned to the Holy See directly with the priest and others. Daniel took Hanst and wanted to return to the Pope, but was told by the priest that the Pope was unwell and would not see anyone.

The sacrificial priest just consumed too much power of light and didn't suffer any injuries, but Mo Xun had to see it with his own eyes. The two of them stalemate for a while, and the priest compromised.

The clothes were taken off one by one by Mo Xun. His careful inspection made the priest's eyes dim, and the imprint on his waist was hot, as if he was clamoring for him to hug the person opposite him and tear his body apart. Clothes, so that his body and mind have no intention to pay attention to others except himself.

It seems that only in this way can he fully own Mo Xun, otherwise he will disappear when he is not paying attention.

Countless images of Mo Xun being held under him and doing whatever he wanted flashed through his mind, but the priest did nothing.

Mo Xun's eyes, searching for wounds on the priest's body, stopped at his waist, and the vines were moving, gradually spreading outward as if they were alive.

His fingers lightly stuck to it, caressing carefully, "What the hell is here...?"

The priest looked down and shook his head, "I don't know."

Mo Xun touched it for a while before taking his hand away. He glanced at the place where the priest had reacted. He licked his lips, leaned closer to his lips, and asked softly, "Will you be killed here?" hear?"

Seeing that Mo Xun had taken the initiative, the priest put his arms around his waist, stared at him and said, "No."

His place is the quietest place in the Holy See. There is not even a priest. The priest kissed Mo Xun's lips, hugged him against the wall, and entered/entered directly in a standing posture, with lips connected A whisper reached Mo Xun's ears, "You can call as you like."

Mo Xun's light/breathing was blocked by the priest, his waist was trembling, and his toes curled up and opened unconsciously. Although he said he could scream at will, Mo Xun still had concerns in his heart, so he didn't relax as before .

"Are you uncomfortable?" The priest stared down at Mo Xun, whose cheeks were flushed and his eyes were blurred. When he saw him biting his lip, he leaned over and kissed him.

Mo Xun shook his head feebly, "No...um...too/deep..." He hugged the priest's neck tightly, his voice tinged with tears, "Go to bed."

The god priest didn't move at first, and it wasn't until Mo Xun repeated it twice that he hugged the man up and walked to the bed, pressing him on the bed to continue.

Mo Xun stayed directly at the priest's place for one night, and returned to his room refreshed the next day.

He still had to go back to the empire to supervise the establishment of the branch, but before going to the empire, he went to meet the pope.

The Pope declared that he could not see anyone, but in the end he let Mo Xun in. He was still the same as before, and his physical discomfort was just an excuse.

"Son, what do you want to do when you go back to the Holy See?" The Pope looked at Mo Xun lovingly, as if he didn't know that he went to the dark forest.

Mo Xun was silent for a while, and took the initiative to say: "Because I was worried that the priest and Archbishop Daniel would be in danger when they went to the dark forest, I borrowed some magicians from Duke Wenkang."

"Really?" The Pope didn't seem to be angry, "Your idea is good, but next time you can go back to the Holy See for help."

"I have written down the teachings of the Pope." Mo Xun paused before asking: "This time the priest met five blood races of the first generation in the dark forest. Did you foresee this situation?"

"Strigoi are cunning, and I didn't expect this to happen."

"If you had foreseen it, you would still let the priest go there, right?"

The smile on the Pope's face gradually disappeared. He looked at Mo Xun with pity, and sighed, "I'm doing this for your own good."

Mo Xun frowned, and couldn't help defending the priest, "The priest has no disrespect towards the Pope."

He knew he shouldn't have come to the Pope to say these things, but he couldn't help but wonder why the Pope would sacrifice to the gods.

"He has." The Pope's expression was solemn, "He will influence you."

Mo Xun was startled, "Affect me?"

"When you become the pope, he will threaten you." The Pope's thought that the priest would pose a threat to Mo Xun was too deep-rooted, as if he would think of this when he mentioned the priest.

Mo Xun found that he didn't seem to be able to listen to what he was explaining to him. He just said these words over and over again. He didn't pay attention to it before, but now Mo Xun suddenly felt that the Pope's state was a little bit wrong.

But he couldn't tell what was wrong. After leaving the Pope, Mo Xun kept thinking. He felt as if he had overlooked something.

The pope hadn't issued an order yet, so the captured generation of blood was just locked up. Mo Xun waved back the priest who was guarding him, lowered his head and looked at his blood with a blank expression, and shouted in a deep voice: " William."

William raised his eyebrows, "You know me?"

"There is a portrait of you in the books of the Holy See that record the blood race."

Mo Xun threw him a blood bag and whispered, "I have a question to ask you."

William held the blood bag but didn't drink it. He just looked Mo Xun up and down, and then said with a smile, "You look pretty good to me, so let's ask."

"...Is there a rumor in the blood race that as long as you kill the god priest, you can get the whereabouts of the dark bible."

William looked at him with some surprise, "How do you know?"

Sure enough, Mo Xun just suddenly thought of what the dark magician said before, and then thought of the fact that the blood race had dispatched five generations at once, so he asked tentatively, but he didn't expect it to be true.

I already knew what I wanted to know, and Mo Xun didn't stay. As he walked out, he wondered who was so powerful that he could command the blood race and the dark magician all at once.

Because he was so engrossed in his thoughts, Mo Xun bumped into someone when he went out. He frowned and looked up to find that it was Hanster.

Hanst supported Mo Xun's shoulder, and said softly, "What is the Holy Son thinking about? He is so engrossed in thinking."

Facing Hanster's face, Mo Xun was stunned for a moment, "No, it's nothing." He gently pushed Hanster away, walked past him, and said without turning his head: "I have something else to do first. gone."

Mo Xun didn't stop until he was away from Hanster's sight, his brows were tightly frowned, and he remembered what he had overlooked.

Heaven.

Seeing that Tiandao specially arranged a person exactly like Angus in this world, he knew that he did not agree with the relationship between himself and the god priest, and he was able to arrange blood clans and dark magicians to target the god priest together. He couldn't think of anyone else with such great ability.

Perhaps not only the blood race and the dark magician, the will of the pope was also affected by the way of heaven.

Mo Xun called out to heaven a few times in his heart. He thought there would be no response, but he was there.

Heaven said: "What's wrong?"

Mo Xun spoke out his guess, and then held his breath waiting for Tiandao's answer

Tiandao: "It is my order."

Mo Xun's heart sank, "Why?"

Tiandao: "He is influencing you."

"I do not understand what you mean."

"You must kill him."

Mo Xun's face darkened, and he said firmly, "This is impossible."